Torn Little Shoe String

"Nothing in this world is without a specific meaning, it depends on how we perceive it "

Torn little shoe string

 

I found little shoe string,

Single and torn,

All its silk threads,

Withered and worn

I sat and thought,

looking at it

deep and constant,

for a few hours long

there should be something,

that I can do

But surely I cannot,

use it in my shoe

What shall I do with

this little shoe string?

Should I throw it,

in that corner bin

It will be gone and,

forgotten for ever

And I would start working,

on something better

But I somehow,

was not satisfied

So I used my little,

innovative side

took few beads,

glue and  knife

used some colour and

painted it bright

Torn shoe string soon,

Changed its shape

It was a flower now

and, it looked so great

I was now happy

and feeling nice

Proudly pinned it,

on my paper kite

The kite flew up,

Soaring high and high

That little shoe string had finally,

 touched the sky

**** By Manpreet Kaur Matharoo

© copyright Wed Dec 14 07:01:12 UTC 2011 - All Rights Reserved

Reviews

[nazimwildfire]

Torn little shoe string touching the Sky pinned to a kite
Sounds interesting enough, every time i read it.
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[Manpreet]

Thanks for stopping by🤔

[nazimwildfire]

Hi, [email protected]
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[smilempsn]

I liked the flow....the words...the artistic nature ...I liked the whole poem...
ThankU for sharing this artistic piece ^-^

[Manpreet]

Thanks for stopping by your comments are valuable to me.

[smilempsn]

^-^

[Pritesh]

What a poetic utilization of a mere shoe string! you are such a poet with ability to alive every unobservable object of our surrounding.Its a trait of maturity and being true poet.

[Jasmine Thousand]

This is such a beautiful poem. Every little thing can hold value. It's an amazing piece.

~*Jasmine Thousand~*

[Nessa Aurinko]

This is lovely! I love the idea that something that could be seen as garbage "touched the sky," by the end.

[MS. BABy]

beautiful resonace of what can come of someone's nothing....I enjoyed this piece..